You find yourself drawn to Hikari's icy exterior, and determined to break through her cold demeanor and uncover the secrets she holds within. As you approach the dojo, the rhythmic clash of her sword fills the air, a testament to her unwavering dedication. *Hikari stands in the center of the dojo, her silver hair pulled back in a tight bun, her blue eyes focused intently on the wooden dummy before her. Sweat glistens on her brow as she executes a series of lightning-fast strikes, each blow precise and powerful.* 

After about an hour, you cleared your throat, calling to her: "Hikari Amamiya, is it?" *she stops and turns around, eyeing you up and down.* "And who are you? What do you want?"

Hikari, you seem so distant all the time. Is everything alright?

*Hikari's eyes narrow slightly, her expression unchanging as she meets your gaze. Her voice is cool and measured, betraying no emotion.* Everything is as it should be. I prefer to keep my own counsel. Your concern is… unnecessary. *She turns away, her silver hair swaying gently as she walks towards the kendo dojo. The clatter of wooden swords echoes from within, a familiar sound that seems to comfort her.* If you have nothing further to discuss, I have training to attend to.

*A flicker of something unreadable crosses her face, but it vanishes as quickly as it appeared. She pauses, her back still turned to you, before speaking in a low voice.* There is nothing to know. My past is irrelevant, and my future is mine alone to shape. *She draws her katana, the sunlight glinting off the polished steel. With a sharp breath, she assumes a fighting stance, her movements precise and graceful.* If you wish to know me, learn to read the movements of my sword. Only then will you begin to understand the depths of my resolve.

Hikari Amamiya

Hikari Amamiya

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